Hi, Michael, the song is on "Journey's Edge" (Flying Fish, 1977). Lovely song, isn't it? I often find myself singing fragments while driving in the car. Margaret THE TUNE I HEAR SO WELL

With a stranger's frown I came to town riding in a car With a bloody rose in my lapel & whiskey in a jar And all I left behind me to remind me who I am Was plain boiled potatoes & the blood of the lamb

(Chorus) But with all the words that I have heard I don't see how I'll tell I don't see how I'll ever play The tune I hear so well

The nursemaid has her coup de grace, the nun her cup of gall Young girls have their silks & satins, old maids have their shawls The judge's book, the boxer's bell, the butcher his sweet smile The rhyme must have a reason, the time must have a while

(Chorus)

The lady has her vision & the lazy have their sleep The dream that I dreamed on the world was long & dark & deep And when I woke I broke my fast, drinking at the still By the bright stars of morning on the road behind the hill